Cinnamon Roll Heroes with Crunchy Beta Exteriors
Cinnamon Roll Heroes with Crunchy Beta Exteriors
So, here’s my Tinder experience by the numbers. Weeks on Tinder: 12 Total number of matches: approximately 30-35 Super likes: 1 (and that was an accident) Highest number of matches at one time: 17 Matches who talked with me: 8 Matches who “yelled” at me at some point during conversation: 2 Matches who outright asked …
Now that I’ve “sampled” some of the Tinder offerings, I realize that sometimes people don’t know when it’s not a match. They keep attempting to make a connection for whatever reason, but it’s getting nowhere. Here’s how to tell it’s not a match: If they say “you aren’t listening.” For most people, just being heard …
The Monday summer rain bathed me in little droplets of steam as I got out my car and headed into the office. I rode the elevator to my floor, pinning my access card onto my shirt then checking my phone as soon as I was in wi-fi range. Nothing. This is what I call the …
So, I’ve swiped right and left so much I feel like a wheat harvester with a scythe. Or whatever horror story villain uses a scythe. (Please look up the definition of “scythe” if you don’t know that word. Don’t be stupid.) After a few weeks, I’ve found some decent (code: literate and responsive) guys to have …
I awoke on Sunday morning at 7:07, and couldn’t get back to sleep. I thought, this would probably be a good time to start walking regularly again. Maybe even get a run in there. Then, I remembered I hate running. Tinder’s making me think crazy things. Like I’m a morning person that runs. For fun …
So, I noticed something weird my first couple of days on Tinder. My matches were disappearing. Of course as a newbie–and an old person–I thought it was something wrong with Tinder. Turns out it’s something wrong with me. Guys were unmatching me. It’s a problem I’ve had for years. Over 40 years, in fact: I’m …
After a couple of weeks online swiping left and left –I meant right *raised eyebrow*, I think I have an idea on the “Tinder lingo” in profiles and pictures. If you’re thinking about joining Tinder from reading my wonderfully hopeful posts (*snicker*), here are some of my observations (without Google’s help): If a guy is hugged up …
#MyTinderSeries: Deciphering codes (or funny takes on crazy profile stuff) Read More »
I am fully aware that Tinder is known as a hook-up app. So I know that the men I match with may not be exactly what I’m looking for (like, single or literate). I know that it’s is not eHarmony or even a Match.com, both of which I have tried. But some days on here, I actually …
#MyTinderSeries: The Men of Tinder (or what the heck is this place?) Read More »
I’ve been against going on Tinder as soon as I heard about it. The fact that people are just looking at pictures to decide who they want to get to know is disgusting to me. As a woman, I’ve been judged–and passed over –for my looks my whole life. Shocker, I’m not conventionally beautiful. Physically, …
#MyTinderSeries: Demographics (or, why old people shouldn’t use Tinder) Read More »
Recently, it has been made painfully obvious to me that I am a hypocrite. (This might have been a self-revelation, but still.) I read about love–I always have at least 1 romance or WF with romantic elements in my “currently reading” list on Goodreads. I write about love–my first published story was a romance. And I …